How Male Headship Feeds Narcissism

Jim believes God ordained him as the male leader to control his family. He’s married to a woman who had children before they were together and it’s been a struggle for him to allow them to be themselves. He feels it’s his religious duty to police them. His efforts include locking the kitchen after bedtime in case the… Continue Reading →

Walking Away from Narcissism

May those that love us, love us. And those that don’t love us, May God turn their hearts, If He can’t turn their hearts, May he turn their ankles So we’ll know them by their limping. -An Old Irish Curse Many of us started on this journey of understanding narcissism when we noticed something wrong… Continue Reading →

Narcissism 101

After feeling alone for decades and wondering what was wrong with her, Sarah began to hear story after story that sounded exactly like her own. She was blown away by the similarities and experiences of other people. This is because narcissism has a pattern that seems to repeat itself with blatant selfishness and zero empathy for others…. Continue Reading →

NARCISSISM

Narcissism is a false self, but who knows the enigma that hides behind such a mask? The narcissist themselves have no clue. Their shame is buried so deep it blocks them from authenticity and so they insist on the false front and expect everyone else to do the same. Some of us cannot play this game.  

Journey From the Cave

Once upon a time, a girl grew up in the darkness. She had no clue how other people lived until one day she discovered the light. As she followed the light, she found herself outside of the cave where she had been raised. For the first time in her life, she caught a glimpse of what… Continue Reading →

If My Wounds Were Visible

For narcissistic abuse awareness, survivors have been asked to use the words, “If my wounds were visible…” to tell how our lives might have been different. Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash When I was seven years old and all the letters had finally come together, I was reading my paper in church when my father… Continue Reading →

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